[Isabel looks helplessly at Lubin who takes her hands slowly in his.
Lubin. What are we going to do?
Isabel. I wish as we had never touched the seeds.
Lubin. O cursed seeds of love—Far better to have left all as ’twas yesterday in the morning.
Isabel. He has followed me like my shadow, courting and courting me hard and all the time, Lubin.
Lubin. She sought me out in the yard at day-break, and what I’d have given twenty years of life for yester eve I could have thrown into the stream this morning.
Isabel [Sadly.] So ’tis with my feelings.
Lubin. She has altered powerful, to my fancy, in these years.
Isabel. And Robert be differenter too from what I do remember. [A long silence.
Lubin. Have you thought as it might be in us two these changes have come about, Isabel?